Dodging repeatedly did not make Chen Yun restrain herself; instead, she became more furious. In the end, I still couldn't escape her grasp, and my back was severely whipped by withered branches and vines. Instantly, my back felt numb, followed by a burning pain, just like when I was a child and my master hit me with a bamboo strip.
Having experienced such pain countless times in my childhood, I knew without looking that my back must have developed welts, at least as thick as my little finger, based on my years of being beaten.
"Enough!"
My roar caused Chen Yun to temporarily cease her attack, but the anger in her eyes did not dissipate. It was as if the previous attacks were merely appetizers, not the real offense.
In fact, I also sensed that she didn't intend to kill me but was merely venting her anger. After several encounters, I realized that the beings in this illusion were not entirely illusory as I had initially judged. Instead, they were a combination of real and fake, with the fake hiding the real and the real carrying the fake, making it difficult to discern the truth. Otherwise, my back wouldn't have developed a welt from Chen Yun's whip.
This forced me to admit that genius cannot be measured by age. Although I don't know much about illusions, according to the records in the "Yin Shen Jing," illusions cultivated to their extreme can turn the fake into the real and the real into the fake, making them impossible to judge. Chen Yun could now switch between real and fake, indicating that her mastery of illusion formations was approaching completion. To avoid being toyed to death by her, I had to yield first and then think of another plan. Su Dan Novel Network
"What? Don't want to play anymore so soon? I haven't had enough fun yet. If you have the guts to grab my sister and act tough on my territory, you must bear my wrath."
Her words almost made me spit out three liters of blood. What do you mean, grabbing your sister on your territory! It was clearly you who was being aggressive. Besides, who would go to someone else's territory to act tough? Isn't that like a centenarian hanging himself, tired of living?
"Chen Yun, it was Huang San who captured your sister. Why are you fixated on me? Also, you are clearly human, so why are you protecting a weasel? Perhaps they are already in love, like a turtle falling for a green bean. Are you trying to break them up? Are you planning to be the villain?"
While I was speaking nonsense, my hands didn't stop, because I felt this woman was not easy to fool. Therefore, I prepared to use the Heavenly Speed Seal, combined with the Yang Talisman, to subdue her in one fell swoop.
Because in the illusion, fighting against her, I was not at an advantage. The longer the battle lasted, the more disadvantages I would suffer. From her words, I knew she cared deeply for her sister, the female weasel captured by Huang San. To deal with her, I had to work on her emotions.
As expected, when I mentioned her sister, the female weasel, Chen Yun's eyes reddened slightly. With a casual wave, a wrist-like withered branch and vine suddenly attacked, smashing towards me. Fortunately, I was prepared and dodged it, but I was still greatly startled by the vines that appeared out of nowhere.
"How dare he? If he dares to harm a single hair on my sister's head, I will rip him apart and burn his soul in Yin fire for ten thousand years, ah..."
Good heavens, Huang San, were you reincarnated as a jinx in your past life? You had to fall for a female weasel who had a terrifying older sister. If it were only you suffering, that would be fine, but why do I have to suffer with you!
Perhaps it was due to the stimulation of my words, or perhaps Chen Yun was truly enraged. As she vented her anger, the entire illusion space gradually shifted from black to crimson, and Chen Yun herself underwent a drastic change.
The previously wise, shrewd, and domineering woman disappeared. In her place stood a figure with fiery red hair, dressed in blood-red robes, her face pale, and her lips tinged with purple, looking more demonic than a demon!
Through my ghost eyes, I could see that Chen Yun's Yang energy was gradually being replaced by another purple energy, accompanied by a more violent aura, which greatly shocked my mind.
"No matter who you are or what your purpose is, if you don't return my sister to me, you will die."
With her ferocious roar, the entire illusion space vibrated. The ground cracked, and the surrounding walls developed web-like fissures. Countless withered vines emerged, attacking me wildly like hair.
"Damn it, this is going to kill me!"
At this moment, I had already formed the Heavenly Speed Seal. I used all the Yang Talismans I had, releasing intense Yang energy that radiated a scorching heat, causing my hands to sting. I could faintly smell the aroma of freshly roasted meat.
"Die!"
After condensing all my Yang energy into my hands, I unleashed the Heavenly Speed Seal with all my might. This time, it was either she died or I died. Emitting a golden halo like a small sun, it contained countless Yang Talisman light clusters, which struck Chen Yun like a meteor. Simultaneously, the black and red tentacle-like vines wrapped around me and tightened rapidly.
Now, it was a race against time for both of us. If she strangled me first, my attack would be ineffective. If I blew her up first, her attack would be rendered null and void.
The Heavenly Speed Seal, being the fastest offensive move in the Heavenly Gang Seal Art, struck her first just as I was about to suffocate, followed by a deafening explosion.
BOOM—
I felt a blast wave rush towards me, and the vines wrapped around me gradually withered. The pressure on my neck loosened, and I began to cough violently.
After coughing a couple of times, I quickly looked up, wanting to see how Chen Yun was. However, I saw nothing. Where Chen Yun had been standing, there was nothing but a black pit left by the Yang Talisman's explosion.
The cracks in the surrounding walls widened, and debris and dust rained down from the ceiling. It was clear that the illusion was about to collapse.
I coldly watched the impending destruction of the illusion and said in a deep voice, "Chen Yun, come out! I know you're not dead. Your mastery of illusions is nearing completion; how could you be destroyed by my Yang Talisman?"
Actually, I didn't know if Chen Yun was dead or not. However, according to the "Yin Jing Dao Fa Pian," no matter what kind of formation it was, if the person controlling the formation died, the formation would naturally break. Illusions were even more so, as they required human manipulation.
But now, the illusion had not only failed to dissipate but was showing signs of collapse. This meant Chen Yun was not dead. She might be injured, or she might be hiding somewhere, trying to use the collapsing illusion to disrupt my state of mind.
One must know that when facing life-and-death situations, people are most prone to mistakes. The more fear one feels at this moment, the stronger the illusion's power becomes. If I ran around blindly, I wouldn't need Chen Yun to act; I would kill myself.
Therefore, I concluded that Chen Yun was not dead.
Watching a large stone fall from the ceiling towards me, I didn't even blink. Because at this moment, I was certain she was injured. Otherwise, this large stone wouldn't have fallen in front of me; it would have crushed me directly.
"Chen Yun, I can't break your illusion, and you can't trap me to death. Can we sit down and talk now?"
"Talk? That's after I cripple you."